We had a Mother’s Day contest, so it's only fair to have a Father’s Day contest, right?
I think I’m very lucky to have grown up with parents who love to read and have encouraged that in me, too. When he finds the time, my dad devours books. Seriously, when I give him a book, I ask him not to lose too much sleep over it because he can’t seem to spread it out over a few days. It must be read in its entirety, immediately, even if it means staying up all night. Frank Peretti, Max Lucado, and John Grisham are probably his favorite authors, and he got me hooked on them, too, as early as junior high.
The most special times I remember with my dad as I grew up were his bedtime readings of The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe. I think my sister and I made him read it to us several different times, and I don’t think anyone can read it aloud as well as my dad can. He also made sure we knew the spiritual meaning behind it. And better than just a love for reading, Dad has taught me to seek Truth always—to never just accept what I read as truth because it's in print but to evaluate it in light of the real Truth of Jesus and the Truth of His Word. Thanks for that, Dad. What a great lesson. I love you.
If you have them, I want to hear comments about how your father encouraged you in your writing and/or in your love of reading. Or if you’re a father yourself, how are you encouraging your children in reading and writing? I’ll draw a couple names from the comments and send you a free book or two.
Have a wonderful weekend and Happy Father’s Day!!